No matter what Yesseca said, Tremaine would just agree mindlessly, which made Yesseca helpless.

In the end, she could only say, "How about me choosing one for you?"

"Whatever you like."

Yesseca was at a loss for words.

She had worked in a men's clothing store for so long, but it was the first time for her to meet a customer like Tremaine!

Yesseca looked around the store and found that each piece of clothing in the store was very suitable for Tremaine. Other customers still needed to consider their figure when purchasing suitable clothes, but Tremaine didn't need to at all.

This man was born to be a clothing rack. Any kind of clothes was a perfect match for him!

Yesseca took a white shirt and gave it to Tremaine. "Why don't you try this on in the fitting room?"

However, Tremaine didn't seem to want to try at all.

Yesseca's hand that was holding onto the shirt froze in midair.

A moment later, Yesseca retracted her hand.

"Well, the customers are always right, and he is a customer!" she told herself repeatedly.

Yesseca took another suit, which was the most expensive one. "This is the treasure of our shop. Try it on."

Tremaine didn't take it.

Yesseca said helplessly, "Mr. Quartley, how are you going to buy clothes if you don't even want to try them on? Are you here to buy clothes or to tease me?" Although this sentence seemed to be a complaint, Yesseca's voice was soft, and it didn't sound uncomfortable.

Tremaine looked at Yesseca calmly. "I saw you adjusting another man's clothes."

Yesseca was dumbfounded.

She was stunned for a moment before understanding what Tremaine meant.

She was very speechless. "Mr. Quartley, I helped him adjust after he had tried on the clothes. I'm doing it to make his clothes look neat." Tremaine's eyes moved slightly.

Yesseca raised the suit and said, "Mr. Quartley, I give up. I'll help you put it on. Give me your hand." Tremaine's breathing hitched.

"Mr. Quartley, please raise your hand. Otherwise, how can I help you put it on?" Yesseca said.

Tremaine stretched out his arms.

Yesseca helped Tremaine put on the suit.

customers, but none of

looked down at Yesseca and

It was like heaven.

He swallowed.

thought soon flashed across

it meant that others could see

bent down to help adjust people's clothes, they could

"Slap!"

Yesseca was stunned.

hand was smacked

was not painful,

astonishment, "What are you doing?

coldly. "There's no need

strode out

Yesseca was taken aback.

going on with this

Wait!

Something was wrong!

suit of the shop, the one

only to find that Tremaine

that

bending down to tidy his clothes resurfaced in

Tremaine felt more irritated.

jacket on the

drove to

Quartley family's villa, Madam Quartley was no longer

he couldn't calm down

mind and made him feel

end,

was stunned as

that his master would actually order him to do such a

This...

even imagine

young master still care about such

that Tremaine was

he didn't ask much as he was just

leaving Tremaine's study, Noel kept shaking his head and murmured, "No, no, that's

not notice that he ran into Eleanor when he

her forehead

down as if he didn't see anything. While walking, he continued to say, "It's really

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